Celine's POV
"You think you're batman, right?" I asked Jack.
We're back in his ward, he sits on his hospital bed while I'm pouring him a glass of warm water.
"He was insulting you, Celine.. he said you're poor!" He replies grumpily.
I slam the glass in his hands and sit on a couch in front of him.
"Jack, you can't fight everyone that insults me.. do you think fighting makes you cool?"
"But he said you're poor... "
"That doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if I'm poor or not.. what matters is I always make you happy.. I provide you with all you need!"
He stayed silent, he takes the glass of water to his lips and takes a sip.
"Do you know how scared I was when doctor Chris called me? Do you wanna know what I was thinking on my way here?!"
Jack notices I'm angry, he carefully drops th
